Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a shortspear on his belt. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: The child of a Tailor, who enjoyed hunting, Fonkin was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Fonkin was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His crest is cut close to his head. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Soapmaker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Soapmaker work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Pijjirik fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and balancing his hectic life and new soapmaker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a black armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down, and is pretty ugly. Her silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Bowyer born in the past three hundred years. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Creega was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She worked as a nervous Bowyer and found it very stressful. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Bowyer for the past few years.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears just a yellow suit. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born to a Blacksmith, his father struggled to pay the bills. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered goblins who tried to eat his hand. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and many goblins want him driven away

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.